Shameless Part 5
As I walk home from the school, my shredded backpack bouncing against my back. I scan the caving houses in a line across the street. Kids in baggy clothes…
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As I walk home from the school, my shredded backpack bouncing against my back. I scan the caving houses in a line across the street. Kids in baggy clothes…
I look up at the clock on the faded blue wall. My tired eyes follow the hands as they slowly circle the clock. I know I should be concentrating on my school…
I look out the window, feeling numb, cold, and tired. My eyes are softened and blurred by tears. I sit in the rocking chair; looking into the emptiness of the…
“Mommy! Mommy! Look! Look!” The girl said, waving her green and blue fingers in the air. She looked at her mother, who was silently watching the sunset…
“Clara,” she begins but I cut her off. I do not want to listen to this woman’s words. I hold up my hand, “Don’t. Just...don’t.” Tears threaten to leak down…
“Mom! Mommy!” The wind blows through my hair pushing it in my eyes, but not enough to blind me from the sight of abandonment. I run through the wind, my feet…
My mother’s hand tentatively brushes away my hair. Out of instinct I shiver. I still don’t trust this woman. Her hands feel the same, just as gentle and sweet…
“How could you?” He asks, his voice shaking in pain. I close my eyes, letting the tears drizzle down my eyes, “I did it because I love you.” My voice is barely…
As I lay restless on the cold bed of the dusty attic, the pictures keep haunting me. The screams fill my ear, and salty tears fill my eyes. I don’t know how…
I only have one last fear to face. And that fear is fear itself. The nightmares that haunted me are over, the only ones left are the ones I have from facing…
Every way I find you perfect Your touch is lively like electric circuits Long black hair, glittering Looking at you, I am shivering Your eyes of electric blue…
They don’t control me. They don’t use my eyes to see. This is my life. My count. Third strike, and I’m out. Not under this pressure, not under this stress, not…
Forget his name Forget his face Forget his kiss His warm embrace Forget the way he held you tight Remember he’s with her tonight Forget how you memorized his…
(written in a boy’s perspective) Every way I find you perfect Your touch is lively like electric circuits Long black hair, glittering Looking at you, I am…
Your haunting face shall not leave my mind Your touch still lingers, although you’ve been left behind I see your blue eyes, every time I close mine. I miss you…
If I love you Wednesday Will you love me tomorrow? If I love you next week Will we still speak? If I love you today Will you always stay? If I love you never…
The last words that were said, were the last ones to remember. The words I can’t forget, because he said, “Forever.” The words that make me awake at night…
I had promised to forget him, never worry, forget his name. But I couldn’t. “JADEN!” I screamed. “MAYA?!” His scream was hoarse, and filled with unanimous…